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day? (Rose-Marie) I know that all
me: (Men) We are aware
you want to say Would simply
we must agree That you're a
flatter me You chatter as the men all do:
perfect peach, So give us each a single dance,
(Men) That's not true! (Rose-Marie) Here's what they always say:
(Rose-Marie) Not a chance, They're all gone, (Men) Only one!
T.B.H. 191-4 Good Morning, Dearie
